Chapter 2132 Sword Opens Heaven's Gate
Chapter 2132 Sword Opens Heaven's Gate
"Boom!!"
In the secluded valley, spirit power surges.
With Jiang Xuanyi, Ye Qingchan and others taking action, many people from the Spiritual Race were killed on the spot without the slightest chance to escape.
only! !
Compared to the slaughter in the valley, the sight of Miao Xin and others at this time was always on the black-clothed figure in the void.
Especially at this time, the scene of Ling Xiao touching the mink with one hand and suppressing the ancient holy son of Yu Yaozong made everyone's eyes slightly congeal, and there was an inexplicable fear.
Compared with Miao Xin and others, although Situ Yunshan was hidden in Qingcang, he still heard about the forces of Yu Yaozong.
Qing Cang is immortal!
Moreover, this Yu Changkong has an ancient and reckless aura.
Obviously, he should not be a contemporary person, but an ancient freak of Yu Yaozong.
With the opening of the Immortal Road this time, the ancient monsters of many immortal forces in Qingcang have awakened from their slumber.
These people, in terms of strength and means, are not comparable to contemporary people.
However, Ling Xiao still suppressed him with just one palm.
"Boom!!"
In the endless smoke and dust, I saw a figure rising into the sky with a hideous face.
At this time, Yu Changkong was surrounded by runes, and the vast blood gushed out from the top of his head, like an ancient demon, surging with ancient power.
And his chest had already completely collapsed and shattered under Ling Xiao's palm, and his bones were protruding, making him extremely embarrassed.
"Who are you?"
Yu Zhangkong's eyes were icy cold, and his heart became more and more frightened.
His realm, at the Heavenly Supreme fifth-grade level, even if he looks at the immortal path, it is the most top existence.
But, the young man in front of him, with a casual palm, contains a kind of... celestial rhythm beyond heaven and earth.
This kind of power can no longer be measured by realm. It is like the incarnation of heaven, and all spirits cannot be reversed.
"Why should the dead know so much?"
Ling Xiao's smile was gentle, but Yu Zhangkong's face suddenly solidified.
Immediately, he saw a cold light in his eyes, looked up at Jiang Xuanyi and the others, and suddenly there were vast runes surrounding him.
He must defeat the young man in front of him as soon as possible before he can have a chance to escape.
Otherwise, once he waits for his followers to free up his hands, I am afraid that he will not be able to escape today.
"The Ten Thousand Demon Festival, the first style, Jinpeng tearing the sky!"
"Om!!"
The terrifying breath revived, and Yu Changkong's palm stretched out, like a cloud hanging from the sky, covering all directions.
Faintly, there seemed to be a demonic figure stepping on the sky, its wings vibrated, and it turned into thousands of sword feathers and swept down.
The world is buzzing, and the brilliance is bright.
I saw that the sword feathers passed, and the void was torn apart, revealing dark and terrifying cracks.
That kind of momentum, dense and dense, is simply impossible for ordinary people to resist.
even! !
At this time, everyone could see that every place where the sword feather fell, there seemed to be a Jinpeng fluttering, and the glow was bright, like a star falling.
"Boom!!"
Among all the divine lights, Ling Xiao still caresses the white sable, hunts in black, and does not stain the dust.
The next moment, I saw him sticking out one hand and shouting softly, "Come on the sword!"
"Om!!"
All is silent! !
Immediately afterwards, the sound of sword chants resounded suddenly, shattering the cloud dome.
What is terrifying is that the red-clothed figure who originally killed the enemy with a sword suddenly stagnated above the void, with pain flashing on his face.
Then, under the stunned gaze of everyone, she was covered in demonic fog, and she let out a roar in the sky! !
An ancient sword with a handle flew out from its heavenly cover, like a sword mound, suddenly opened the door, overflowing with layers of water mist.
"Gollum."
Everyone, including Miao Xin and Situ Yunshan, were completely stunned.
It turned out that this red-clothed woman who had reached the Emperor Realm was actually Ling Xiao's human-shaped scabbard! !
It was unimaginable how the thousand-handed ancient sword was inserted into her body.
However, this process must be extremely painful and miserable.
even! !
If she hadn't been a strong emperor, I'm afraid she would have been killed by Ling Xiao.
Feed the sword with your body! !
What a cruel and sinister means this is, Ling Xiao... You are an emperor in vain! !
Situ Yunshan's eyes wavered, and he turned to look at Chu Yinyin.
But at this moment, instead of a trace of fear, the girl's face was full of envy.
It was as if, if possible, she would also be willing to be Ling Xiao's scabbard and let it be inserted into...an ancient sword!
"Push!"
"Om!!"
Thousands of miles in the void, sword feathers scattered.
However, the thousand-handed ancient sword was in a sky-defying trend, radiating all its brilliance.
Even if Yu Zhangkong used Jinpeng's divine power, he still looked vulnerable under Ling Xiao's sword possession.
You must know that Ling Xiao's sword collections are all famous artifacts in the world, and the lowest rank is also in the category of sacred artifacts.
Among them, the Great Sage Futian, Shenwu, and Jiuri Buddha are even closer to the existence of the Supreme Artifact.
Now there is Jiang Xuanyi's body temperature, and the power is even more terrifying.
Thousands of swords come out, let alone a fifth-rank Heaven Supreme, even if it is a real emperor, I am afraid that it can only be temporarily
Avoid the edge.
"Push!"
Soon, when the sword feather fell, it was pierced by Qianjian in an instant and annihilated.
And the Jinpeng divine shadow standing in the sky was even more shattered.
Yu Zhangkong's body trembled, the radiance around his body suddenly dimmed, and the whole person almost fell from the void.
"Ten Thousand Demons Festival, the second style, Qinglong changes."
Before everyone was shocked, they saw Yu Changkong, a ghostly figure appeared again.
And the bare skin on his body was covered with a layer of green scales.
On the palm that sticks out, scales stand and spikes protrude.
"Roar!"
With the sound of a dragon roar, I saw a dragon shadow of a hundred feet descending from the sky, as if it came from an ancient cave, easily tearing the sky.
The vast dragon mighty cover pressed down, the clouds retreated, and every dragon scale on it seemed to contain the blood of a true dragon.
"This is…"
In the valley, Mo Ling's eyes were slightly condensed, and there was also a shock and fear on his face.
Even with his bloodline, under this dragon's might, he felt incomparably terrified.
It was obvious that the real ancient dragon bloodline must have been fused on this imperial body.
only! !
Just when the Qinghui Longying appeared in front of Ling Xiao, it stopped strangely.
Immediately, an even more ancient and loud dragon roar resounded through the heavens and the earth, coercing for eternity.
And Ling Xiao just stuck out a finger and pointed it between Long Ying's eyebrows.
The next moment, everyone saw that the body of the Baizhang Longying was broken at this moment... inch by inch.
"thump."
Mo Ling's body trembled, and he fell directly to the ground.
He could feel that just a moment ago, there was a real dragon holy majesty permeating the heavens, like a nine-day dragon god descending on the world.
Even the white mink in Ling Xiao's arms revealed endless horror in his eyes.
I saw her looking up and looking at the handsome and immortal face that was close at hand, her legs were tense and she wanted to urinate.